Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-08-28

out OF the log. Inc Josleanna lay III
night lust of the Point. II came up thicl
thick as eotton---at midnight; and w
couldn't move; and it's worse this morn
ing. l almost lost myself in my boa
irving to come 10, for rowed myself ii
all alone. Captain Blueman is not II
charge this trip. You see, Miss Acton
when play it over, how simple it IS. ~
not classical music. You seem frightened
I am very, very unlucky. always burs
on Won in q most unfortunate way.
walked straight here; and from the porcl
I heard somebody playing the piano
| Who knows q Morse air here?' asked my
self And looked in, and here am"
at was . very sudden appearance, Mr.
Swepson."
"And is that the little girl Miss Acton?'
asked Ole Swenson, putting the child Oh
his knee.
SIT was strange you came here to-day,
for tomorrow or next day should have
been gone" said Mary.
But Ole was at the piano again. An
ME was seated on his knee, and Mary
could look at him now. He was making
the little girl play with one finger, while
with his own left hand he was accompany
ing her.
With the least Judgment, and at little
expense, a fisherman's mate can buy rs
comfortable and well-cut clothes as can a
Wall Street broker. Perhaps Giles gray
flannel shirt was a trifle too low In the
neck, showing overmuch Of bronzed
throat, but then the blue navy cloth coat
fitted him neatly, and Giles feet on the
piano pedals were shod in the nattiest OF
canvas shOse. His was the get-up work
ing yachtsman, but twas only man fol-
lowing the sea who could have tied such a
knot in the voluminous black six hand
kerchief, or sported such trailing ends TO it.
Swenson seemed quite Indifferent as to
the piano waking up the sleepers in the
house, for he was rolling out with Annie
q rollicking tune. One or two early risers
looked in. ole stopped suddenly, picked
up Annie, who now, perched on his should
ers, had fast hold of his brown curls. Mary
looked aghast for o moment rs Ole march
ed out. What could she do but follow?
There was once q big, big sailor man
who had beautiful boat, and he loved. a
little girl, and Annie was her name; and
he sailed with her ON sea of honey, where
the rocks were candy, and all the fishes Of
pink sugar, (" said Ole.
ooh, Mr.. Swenson! Annie is o timid
child" said Mary.
mot bit of it-nOt half so frightened
as you are. Suppose we take refuge
here, - said ole. 1t was quiet little side
room. 'If only this fog would hold on q
little longer" and Swenson looked very
grave now as Mary took seat, and he
stood before her, the.child looking at some
book on the table. Miss Acton, can you
stand another saga before breakfast"
81 don't think / could. 1t might take
away my appetite, and am not quite
sure whether you do not, Mr.. Swenson-''
"What-serye them up Occasion? II
won't take a minute It's quite n COM
mon place one. will even spoil the in
terest in it at once. The long and the
short of it is that Hedra's bOdkin was
found"
"Well, and what them"
lone day fishers lad went padding
along the sea-beach, and the great lakes Of
water slid in, all bubbling like frosted
silver, and then took the suns tinge, and
ran out as if Of gold. The tide was low,
and the banks of sand reared up their
backs like seals basking in the warmth,
when all of a sudden something pric ked
the fisher lads heel. 1t was o crab, may
be so he CROPPED around in the sand, and
and"
mo sequel this time, Mr.. Swensonw
eyes, there is. Ole Swenson was on
the sea-beach, and for triGe the lad let
him have Hedra's bodkin; and here it is;'
and Ole drew out OF his pocket queerly
wrought silver hair-pin. 'Hedra's bod
kin had changed from gold to silver. Oral
tradition, as you know, Miss Acton, is full
of blunders. Maybe the story-teller was
ut fault; but then, again, as it was an en-
chanted bOdkin, there might have been
transmutation of metals. See how old
fashioned is the ornamentationw and Ole
timidly placed the pin in MAry's hand.
The story Of this pin is 30 simple, pray
forgive the fiction. could not leave Nor
way without some relic Just to b. ing me
good luck. This pin my be two IT three
hundred years old; and itNTas my nother's
and before her, my grandmother's. 1t is
4 family heirloom"
'But, Mr. Swenson, do you not see the
improperly of my accepting this pin or
anything else from your" said Mary, I'M
easily.
Perhaps ! do not" replied Ole. 81
must, however, tell you honestly, that
were yOu 4 Norwegian woman the giving
Of this pin would mean--mean great
deal; hut Miss Acton is not a milkmaid. "
81 understand, Mr.. Swenson; so pray let
me return it to you"
mo. Under entirely changed circnm-
stances it mean nothing---at least, nothing
rs far as you are concerned. We make
imply an exchange---wha you call Ro-
land for an Oliver. keep the quarter OF
4 dOllar--did you not say might?---and
you have the pin. My poor mother was a
saint; and do not think | would give that
pin to any woman did not honor. Imay
he miserably unhappy for many year TO
come, but shall not curse my fate. Only
1t, instead of on the deck of q fishing
smack, you had made my acquaintance
somewhere else---well, then there might
have been q better chance for me-"
"But, Mr. Swenson, you burst on me in
this most precipitate way" said Mary
so unexpectedly! do not mean to say
that You arc taking me at disadvantage,
but you must remember that | am so en-
tirely alone here"
81 find you. Miss Acton, loOkingsad and
unhappy. Has anything happened? OF
course am unexpected. But New York
Directories are useless things. Ieould not
call on all the Mrs. Stsrlings. Ispent two
whole days at it. The one hundred and
odd Mrs. Sterings | saw must have
Thought me quite crazy"
"You don't mean TO say, Mr.. Swenson,
that you tried to find my aunt?"
Certainly; was not that the right thing
to do? / might as we'll tell you why. l
wanted her---advice. Since could not
find her. L want yours, Miss Acton"
milne, Mr.. Swenson?"
''Ges. Blueman offers me share in the
Sosieanns, and have saved a little money
enough to secure an interest; that is one
share Shall accept il? The other offer
comes from Norwegian school away ont
West The people in Washington recon-
mended me. It's the position Of 2 natural
ist Am to take of sou 'wester and fisher
mans boots and bid gOod-by to what is